Citoak

Cincinnati, Ohio, USA

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Citoak seems to have found a balance between the lyrical focus that hip hop heads crave and a sound that the casual listener can still gravitate towards. The simplest way to describe it is, beats and rhymes.

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Biography

As a founding member of the legendary underground group Watusi Tribe, Citoak has solidified himself as an exemplary lyricist within Cincinnati's hip-hop scene and has graced stages from New York to Atlanta with some of hip hop's elite (The Roots, Talib Kweli and Killer Mike to name a few). If his towering stature doesn't garner attention or distinguish his individuality from the pack, his ability to rock mics will. To put it quite simply, in every measure, this guy's mere essence is a commanding force. Presence is more than just how to make a memorable impact. Although it certainly embodies those characteristics, presence doesn't aim to get others to notice its existence, you just do. Whenever Citoak rhymes, his baritoned vocal styling resonates through the sonic sphere with purpose, talent and skill. Couple that ability with superior lyricism, demonstrated experience, intelligent subject matter, plus a banging stage show and you have the makings of a MC highly esteemed by any who experience his gifts. His next project "Delayed Arrival". due out April 2014 displays that his passion has not wavered nor has his hunger.

Band Members

Jarmell CarsonMC, Producer

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Nod2It Music

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Lyrics

Get It

Written By: Jarmell Carson

You gone feel this in your chest The depths that I'm reachingWill penetrate your vestMeter peeking when I'm speakingInvoke the inner ElohimStimulate your team to get a bigger better dreamFill the streets with verbal feigns No questionIm Following the path that I'm destineLeft or right turn tires squeal rubber burnsCitoak I'll make the devil choose another targetNever selling my soul to get a portion of the marketFrom the 513 Nasty Nati in the O H I OWHere the motto is survivalHot blocks crooked politicians dirty copsHaters hustlers and strugglers all in the same spotFighting to get a leg up but never giving upWhere the meek get mutilated The gritty don't give a fuckWhere the push comes to shoveThe shove turn to swingingThe swinging turn to bulletsAnd the fat lady singingCause it's over Like the 31st of OctoberNiggas tricking for treatsSuckas grovel like GroverFor Slick chicks That make dicks Rise like biscuits Flip scripts And leave them lames Looking like misfitsHandle my businessLike e double and parish smithMilking it for all it's worth like A double D pair of titsIn this scenario I'm singing hi ho the Derry OIn high fidelity stereoAt your burialI stand 6'5"Spit liveSplit hidesDip dip diveSocialize ManThe flow is rip tide

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They don't even know why their runningNever saw him comingHeat from when he speak Feel like somebody broughtthe sun inUse the full force of my weight Leaving Tiamat imprintedAnd your train of thought changedLike a paragraph indentedI'm a rebel with a purposeUtilize verses to try to reverseThese curses that Filling prisons and hearses The struggle is hard enoughBecause of the melanin So I gotta give my all Can't fed ex and mail it inPlay the game the win4th quarter 4th down9th inning last outFew seconds final roundWith this mic I'm A sniper with a rifle and a scopeChange your life with every round That I fire from my throatI Aspire to inspire Before the end fireCharging heartsLike defib paddles And live wiresAt close rangeLet that thang bangChange your brain frameFrom sleeping to seeking to reaching A way to maintain My main vein Pumps an alien narcotic strainOut of this world DopeIs the only way to explainWhat it isMaking the people feel itLike a bug on the wallThey screaming for me to kill itSo I put my weight on itBig table with my plate on itApologies that you had to wait on it LETS GO

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Queencity The streets is mean grittyWhere women will do you dirtyAnd serve you with no pittyThese Midwest niggasEarn and invest figuresIn whips weed rims beatsAnd stainless triggersDown the wayWestwoodWinton terraceA1Bondhill MadvilleK heightsSilvertonLockland ToFP to Zone 15From the middle to the edgeWe hustle to get greenStruggle to stay cleanGotta muddle thru the dirt No director to end sceneStay putting in workBlue collarsGetting white collar dollarsBunch Anthony BerrysWe just Trying to holla holla hollaAt something that's looking goodFrom the suburbs to the hoodDelivery on some petrified wood

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